New York Skit lyrics

Sway: Yo Game, you ain't really tell that story about what happened to you and 50 huh?

Game: Nah man, that’s been so long, f*ck that sh*t

Sway: Yeah, sometimes it’s best to leave the past in the past, but y'all was such a good team man, why don’t you tell me?

Game: Yeah. So basically, Fifty was on Hot 97 and sh*t, with Olivia, Lloyd Banks and Young Buck and sh*t doing an interview, and that’s the time I was kicked out of G-Unit and that was news to me and sh*t cuz, you know, that sh*t was uhh like I don’t know that sh*t just caught a n*gga off guard. And I think he was kinda hot cause I did an interview with Funk Flex a few days before that where I was talking about, you know, his beef with Fat Joe and, and Nas and The Lox and sh*t. And I was like, you know, I grew up, you know what I’m saying, on Nas and sh*t, and I wrote you know what I’m saying, I f*ck with The Lox and sh*t, and Joe always showed me love when I come to New York. So I was like, you know, sh*t.. I mean, I can’t just stop f*cking with n*ggas I’ve been listening to my whole life cuz this n*gga mad at them n*ggas for the time being. So, uhm, he was hot, but anyway, them n*ggas on the radio, I got hot, so you know at that time, I was in New York with 70 bloods n*gga, so we went to the radio station and sh*t, hopped in a bunch of yellow cabs and sh*t, hopped out the motherf*ckers and we walked up to Hot 97 before we could get to the door G-Unit security was already coming out and sh*t. So them n*ggas pull out guns, so my little n*gga Peanut pull out a gun and start bustin' shots in the air. So them n*ggas start bustin' shots, we start bustin' shots, and n*ggas runnin in the snow but we got em from converse and them n*ggas start slipping and fallin you know what I’m saying, and then, f*cking I think Jers got hit, Peanut got hit (Yo I think they shot Peanut blood) and Jers thought he was hit cause we hopped in the mo'f*ckin Suburban and sh*t, and Jers had f*ckin bulletholes in his North Face and sh*t, he was mo'f*ckin whining and sh*t *Game raises his pitch* n*gga I’m shot, n*gga I’m shot, and I’m like n*gga you ain’t shot you just got holes in ya jacket. We went back to the W next morning, I got on a flight, came back to L.A and did 300 Bars (Sway : Yeah) and that was it

Sway: Yeah I remember that, you shocked the world with that one bruh

Game: f*ck it. Man this light taking long as a motherf*cker

Sway: Pft yeah man. That’s crazy man, that’s how a lot people be getting shot out here too cause of that long ass lights

Person: Ey what’s happenin' cu'h ?

Game: Wha’s happenin'

Person: Oh, haha n*ggas out here slippin'. Ya’ll n*ggas lost or somethin' homie?

Game: Nah, we know where the f*ck we at, n*gga

Person: Oh, oh so n*gga’s pulling out choppers now?

Game: Yeah (Person : aha yeah that sh*t cute), yep
Person 2: Don’t worry ‘bout it cu'h, I know where them n*gga’s gon’ be at. We’ll get them n*gga’s later

Person: Gas it cu'h

Game: See that’s the f*ck I’m talking about homie, can’t get away from this sh*t. sh*t is everywhere